I think it was just 7.3° C at 3am this morning. By 7am it was up to 8.6° C, and very close to the forecast 9° C. It has made for a very chilly morning, but the temperature continues to rise. The latest forecast says it will level out at just 15° C.  There has already been some rain, but as far as I am aware it has just been light rain, and not the heavy rain forecast. It's not even that dull, but it is certainly fairly dull at the moment.  The rain should stop at 11am, but 3pm will see more showers, and the latest revision shows heavy rain for 5pm. It is not going to be a very nice day. Tomorrow morning will probably be wet, but the chance of rain drops to just 30% after about 11am. It is just possible that the afternoon will be a bit bright, and could even feature the occasion short sunny spell. Of course by tomorrow the forecast will probably have changed a lot except for the prediction of the temperature being 15 to 16° C.

  Yesterday was a curious day, and all because Angela said she was unlikely to make it to the pub at lunchtime. In theory that was good because I had a strong suspicion that a couple of pints of Guinness at lunchtime would lessen my chance of going out in the evening. The only trouble was that it allowed me to get too relaxed. At least I think that is what happened, and when the time came I found I had no desire to go out.

  There were only two things I did yesterday. One of them was to hand wash three t-shirts, and a few bits of underwear. I finished them ready to hang on the washing line a bit later than was ideal, but I thought that because it was fairly windy there was a good chance of them getting at least close to dry. As I wrote above, when writing about yesterday's weather, I completely missed the light shower at about 4pm. It wasn't when I went to check to see how the washing was getting on that I noticed that there had been some rain. It obviously wasn't a lot, but my clothes seemed damper than expected. I brought them in to dry, and turned a fan heater on low to help them.

  I had eaten some two "southern fried" fish burgers, big square fish fingers, for breakfast, but by 1pm I was feeling cold and hungry. It was mainly cold, and had I been walking through the park to get to the pub I wouldn't have felt cold at all. Unfortunately I was just laying on my bed quietly reading. I was going to have some hot soup to warm me up, but for some reason I opted for some instant noodles. To make matters worse I had three bowls of noodles !

  A certain amount of guilt about having noodles, and extra guilt that I had three bowls, meant that I tried to defer dinner as long as possible. In reality I had dinner only half an hour later than usual. It was to be "southern fried" flavoured chicken steaks. They were Aldi branded, and as expected because of prior experience, they were far superior to the similar named item from Tesco. I am pretty sure they used far less, or even no sugar in their recipe.

  I could have gorged myself on 4 of those chicken steaks, but I seemed to struggle to eat three. I should have just had two with some salad or something, but I had the three all on their own (apart from a squirt of reduced sugar/salt tomato ketchup). That seemed all I needed for the rest of the day - which was good because I had eaten more than is good for me, but this "good" was another sort of good. I usually concentrate of a low sugar intake, but on some days, this morning being one of them, I think I ought to try and get my calorie intake lower too. The problem is that the two aren't always compatible, or one doesn't always mean the other.

  On the whole I slept well last night. I was asleep soon after 10pm, and apart from one 30 minute period of insomnia around 2.30am, I seemed to sleep a lot. It was around 3am when I noticed the temperature was down to 7.3° C, and I couldn't help but think it can't be too many nights away now until we get the first frost. At 5am, when I turned the heater on low, the temperature had risen to 8.6° C. I then slept until almost exactly 7am, and decided to not bother trying for more sleep, but to get up.

  It was while i had my half hour or so of insomnia, that a strange thought occurred to me. It was obviously think about this that kept me awake. I was thinking that it would be good if a duvet existed that let Oxygen diffuse through from the outside to the inside, and let carbon dioxide and water vapour diffuse out in the opposite direction. My fading knowledge of chemistry says that the water and Carbon Dioxide molecules are bigger than Oxygen molecules, and any material with a pore size big enough to let water through would be completely transparent to Oxygen. The only answer to the problem was a comic answer. I was going to suggest that it could be achieved by running the duvet at 3000 pounds per square inch, and 1000° C ! It would be a comfortable duvet, but it might work !!

  My morning blood glucose reading was a fairly nice 8.4mmol/l, and that was despite the noodles I ate. It took my average for the month down to the second lowest it has been all year - although apart from one major outlier, most months are fairly similar to each other. In tabular form -